Money Mitch

Lil Uzi Vert

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    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what?
    Yeah, what?, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, what?, yeah

    All your jewelry look funny
    All your bitches look funny
    All your money look funny
    No big face hundreds
    Yeah, Lil Uzi
    Huh, sixteen hundred
    Crib look like the Playboy mansion got sixteen bunnies
    Yeah, I'm the lover, yeah, do what I want (yeah)
    Don't cop from that nigga right there 'cause he is a undie
    Yeah 'member they ain't love me, now these girls wanna hug me
    Only said that 'cause their boyfriends listenin' but these girls wanna fuck me
    Yeah, got the rari, saw the Wraith, run it
    Run it, run it, run it, run it, yeah
    Now I'm on top of the game I remember I was nothing
    If I talk to your girl, man I swear you lucky
    Ooh, swim in it, ooh, let me touch it
    Turn around girl, let me bust it
    Running back, running back, rush it
    Yeah, in Atlanta, like I'm TJ Duckett
    Dior suit, take the arm and I cuff it
    Trust no one for nothing, run up and they bust it
    Take xans 'til I stumble, full bars now I punt 'em
    Look she brung her friends they wanna tumble
    Talk to mines in the huddle
    All my niggas some savages
    You could leave 'em in the jungle
    You could leave 'em in the desert
    They some dogs need a muzzle
    Baby girl turn around
    I do not wanna cuddle
    Damn you wet like a puddle
    Said you wet like a puddle
    And I’m feeling myself
    On a molly and an edible
    Now your life is ahead of you
    No one is ahead of you
    Mike Tyson I'm impeccable
    Man I swear that's what this bread'll do
    Yeah, man I swear that's what this bread'll do (money, money)
    She took me in the backroom said see what this head'll do
    Run it, run it, bitch, run it

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    Hundred thousand in jewelry
    Told my jeweler run it
    Why you keep talking bout money
    Boy you ain't got no money
    Why you keep on sneak dissing
    Boy I am not no dummy

    Got a white bitch her name Connie
    Slide in the lamb like a Johnny
    In LA TMZ run up on me, kicking the cam like karate
    Yeah, in a Porsche, she in a Mazi'
    She got pictures of me while I was sleep
    Said she want fifteen thousand
    Run it, run it, run it, run it
    Once I pay that money
    Lil bitch you is a done one
    Big gun like I'm huntin'
    My cousin was chopping them onions
    Move that shit straight out the oven
    Went on the block made a hundred
    Yeah, went on the block made a hundred
    Hundred thousand, all of my niggas they wilding
    I'm a Vlone thug, thats why I'm stylish
    My main girl I swear that she in college
    She give me brain thats how I get knowledge
    In that studio rocking that Alyx
    Yeah, smokin' gas got me high like a pilot
    Met a girl there she work at Follies
    Met a girl that work at Magic City
    The girl at follies she got the titties
    The girl at Magic she got the body
    On the real neither one of them fifty
    Neither one of these girls get me, yuh
    They only with me 'cause I got these hundreds and fifties
    Lil Uzi don't move with no twenties
    Funny thing is you really don't move with money
    You still move with them tens and them fives
    You still move with those nickels and dimes
    You took that girl to um meet your mom
    But I fucked that girl right on the come
    Put them girls all in a line, boy, I'm not lyin'
    Please do not get out of line, I'm a leo like lion
    Huh, run it, run it, bitch, run it, yeah

    Hundred thousand in jewelry
    Told my jeweler run it
    Why you keep talking bout money
    Boy you ain't got no money
    Why you keep sneak dissing
    Boy I am not no dummy (no)
    Got the 'rari, saw the Wraith, run it
    Run it, run it, run it

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    Composition: Xavier Dotson and Lil Uzi Vert

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